#bc i just woke up from a vivid dream about one of the babies at work where i had him all night and at 7am

[clownboy-yeehonk]

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[sugawhaaa]

tell me why i had the most vivid, scrumptious, and wet dream about hongjoong the other night AND I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT like bro called me in my dream and did the whole "keep talking thing" AND THEN PHONE SEX?? GAWDD when i tell you i was foaming at the mouth when i woke up- my dreams have been so vivid and wild bcs of the meds ive been taking but like IM ENJOYING THIS 😩😩

HONGJOONG ONE-SHOT

Say my name

Warnings//genre:: SMUT, phone sex, masturbation, sex toys, dirty talk, degradation (?)

Pairing:: neutral!hongjoong x neutral!fem!reader

A/N:: istg I love wet dreams 😭 that may sound kind of weird but life would be so boring without them 💔 also sometimes when I take my meds too close to when I go to bed I get wet dreams too so yk every now and then I just "forget" to take them and take them later in the night ^^

Atz masterlist::☎️

Hongjoong was away on tour and throughout the day he had been spamming you with photos, videos, and texts about his experiences in Europe right now. The concerts were going well and he loved to know that you were watching them from afar as well. It was just after dinner and you were doing some laundry when you got a call from Hongjoong. You set the towels you were folding and pick up the phone.

"Hey babe what's up?" You smile as you speak into your phone.

"Just missing you," you can hear the giddy smile in his voice.

"What else is new?" You chuckle and he laughs before sighing. "So what did you do today? I watched the concert, you did such a good job," you lay down on your bed, crossing your legs over the sheets as you continue doing laundry.

"You think so?" He said excitedly. Though Hongjoong wouldn't admit it he loves little praise like that. Things like "You did a good job" or "You're doing really well".

"But hongjoong what are you doing up at this hour? It's nearly midnight for you," your concern was etched into the way you spoke and you hear Hongjoong let out a raspy sigh. Then you hear him shifting in his blankets, grunting softly as he gets himself comfortable.

"Well, I just couldn't get my mind off you baby," he cooes and you can practically see the smirk on his face. "I needed to hear your voice," he whines slightly as he speaks and you chuckle softly.

"Is that so?" You think of a way to carry out Hongjoong's desire.

"Keep talking babygirl, anything. Tell me about your day, what's on your mind, or how much you miss me~" His voice is rough and tired after all the excitement he's been through today. Little did you know he had something up his sleeve with this request. As you tell him about your day he takes off his pants, without you knowing of course.

When he was up thinking about you earlier in truth he was fantasizing about you and was now in a situation. He was so hard and just needed to get off to you specifically. Not just a photo or the thought of you, he needs you to be there as he cums. He secretly touches himself as you talk so innocently, unaware of his inappropriate behavior. Hongjoong gnaws on his lip as his hand coils around his cock, gliding up and down. However, since Hongjoong had gone quiet when you were talking you stopped your rant.

"Hongjoong? You still there?" You ask into the speaker and Hongjoong gasps softly.

"Yeah, I just..." he sighs, his voice deep and raspy. "I miss you, baby, I wish I could be with you right now," Hongjoong replies before biting his lip hard, trying to silence himself.

"I know Hongjoong," you smile, still oblivious to his ministrations. He has to hold back a moan when you say his name.

"Say my name...again please," he's hardly even trying to hide the fact he's fisting himself anymore, he's too tired and desperate.

"H-Hongjoong? What are you doing right now?" You say into the phone and Hongjoong lets out a hot gasp.

"I couldn't help myself..." he whines before increasing the pace of his hand. "The way you talk on the phone is just so sexy and I-I miss you so much," he groans. "Please keep talking to me baby, make me cum," Hongjoong's desperation becomes audible as he jerks off so fast his hand is basically a blur. He moans into the phone, loud and clear for you to hear. Honestly you weren't too sure what to say to him but he sounded so desperate to hear you, you needed to say something.

"Turn your camera on," you say calmly into the phone and his hands pause. He brings his phone down and turns on his camera. "I want to watch you cum," you say as you hold the phone close to your face. He sets up a pillow in front of him before placing his phone on it so you can see his twitching cock standing up in front of the camera. Precum coats his cock, shining in the dim hotel room light. You find your mouth watering at just the sight of him.

"I'm so disgusting," he throws his head back, gently jerking himself off. "I've been hard all night thinking about how bad I wanna fuck you," his back arches as he fists himself at the same speed as earlier.

"You're so dirty," you smirk and he moans at your words.

"Yes..." His brows furrow as his hips buck up. "Fuck I'm gonna cum! Keep talking, please, keep talking dirty," his words are slurred and unclear but you get the memo.

"C'mon, cum for me baby," you encourage and you watch the snap in his body before he starts trembling, cum spurting out onto the sheets before hitting the camera.

"Shit," he groans, his head still reeling with lust as he reaches for his phone. You watch as the camera faces the ceiling, coated in his cum. You feel your body physically respond to such a visual and your craving for him is only increased.

After some rustling from the speaker, you see Hongjoong wipe off his phone with a tissue.

"Wish that load was inside me, looked good," you tease and Hongjoong laughs. Little does he know you are undressing yourself to join in with his fun.

"You're telling me, I miss you so much," he whines before seeing you turn your camera on, legs spread as you shyly bite your lip. "Fuck baby," he runs a hand over his face and through his frizzy blonde hair. Without warning you begin to touch yourself before using toys, and Hongjoong watches you with rapt attention. His eyes are glued to the screen like that of a moth. "You're so beautiful," he comments, a small grin forming on his lips as he brings his hand back down to his throbbing core.

As the two of you pleasure yourselves in sync you both mumble words of desperation, wishing you could be with one another. "C-Can you say my name again?" Hongjoong pleads softly between whimpers. You do as he asks, repeating his name over and over as you inch closer to your peak.

"Ah, please Hongjoong," you moan out into the empty room. "Can I cum?" You say as you toss your head back and Hongjoong's eyes light up, jerking himself off faster.

"Mmm, not yet baby," he replies, clearly pleased that you needed his permission to cum. You whine in response yet you still obey him. You spend a good amount of time edging yourself and teetering over the edge before hongjoong finally gives you the go ahead and you cum simultaneously.

Though it wasn't in person it wasn't any less satisfying. Hearing him moan, his head thrown back, eyes fluttered shut and his lips widely parted. It was such a beautiful sight, seeing him so lost in pleasure that he couldn't even control the way his body twitched and quivered slightly. "Fuck, that was intense," he chuckles as he lays back on his bed. "How are you baby?" He asks, slightly out of breath.

"Above the clouds," you smile, falling back against your bed as well.

"We should do this more often," he smirks with a little chuckle. "Still not as good as being there with you," he sighs before an awkward silence falls upon the two of you. "Can we stay on call while we sleep?"

[erxxi3]

haiii saw that requests were open so could i get a fic where ellie comforts her gf after a nightmare with sex? :3

UHHH…… 😳

This has got to be my favorite request although there is many more favs. I just had to add strap queen ellie bc its the best way to comfort the reader, so I hope you enjoy the little sessions in this ;)

nsfw. Ellie Williams. [Cc. 62k]

A/N: I hope you enjoy reading this and thank you for requesting!

You’re breathing heavily as if you took a heavy hit, but you were running for your life in the most unforgettable dream ever where ellie was gone she wasn’t with you anymore, wasn’t there to protect you in such a cruel world where nobody you knew or loved was there. It was supposed to be a dream, yet it was a nightmare. Jolting up in bed, your heart pounded like crazy and the air felt heavy on your lungs. You tried to take a deep breath, but it came out as a shaky inhale. It hurt to inhale and exhale at the same time; you couldn’t breathe in and out as easy, so you just closed your eyes and tried again. It still didn’t work. Ellie woke up a few minutes later to you having a whole panic attack and crying your eyes out. She immediately wrapped her arms around you, held you close and rocked side to side.

Your body shuddered as you cried, and you buried your face into her neck trying not to make any noise. Ellie stroked your back soothingly, whispering words of encouragement until eventually, the tremors stopped and your breaths evened out. “It’s okay, babe…I’m here.” Ellie spoke quietly as you leaned against her. A couple minutes passed while you composed yourself and you could finally open your eyes to look at her properly.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled you onto her lap, wrapping her arm around your shoulder. She kissed your forehead gently, then your nose, your eyelids “Hey love, do you want to talk about what happened?” she asked softly, rubbing circles into your hip with her thumb. The gesture helped calm you slightly, and you nodded your head against her chest. You told her everything from beginning to end. Everything that had happened, what you had saw from vivid memory of your nightmare. By the end of it all, Ellie had tears streaming down her cheeks and her eyes looked bloodshot. You were still shaking, though. Your voice was soft, raspy, and broken as you finished talking. “Sorry…” you murmured. “You didn’t need to hear this”

“Don’t apologize. I don’t mind at all, Y/N. I can’t believe this happened, sweet girl…” she started, as her eyes met yours. “I am so sorry…” she mumbled, pulling you closer to her. She rubbed your back again as you continued sobbing into her shirt. After a while, your breathing slowed and you felt safe than before.

“I’ll always protect you, baby.” She mumbled reassuringly, kissing the top of your head once more. “I won’t let anything happen to you ever again.”

You pulled back and smiled slightly, wiping your eye with the sleeve of your hoodie. Ellie smiled warmly back, wiping away your remaining tears. She cupped your cheek tenderly. “So beautiful.” She whispered, her voice full of emotion. She leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against yours. For a moment, there was nothing except for you and Ellie’s lips pressed together. Then the kiss got deeper, and Ellie pushed you on your back. “Let me show you how much I love you…” she mumbled, kissing along your jawline and up along your cheek to the corner of your mouth, nuzzling your nose with hers as she went. As your kisses grew heated you moved in her lap, now straddling her legs to get closer to her. She moaned softly, reaching between your legs with one hand and running the fingers of the other along your thigh, lightly scratching your skin. She broke contact momentarily for a minute to reach into your bag, pull out a silicone purple strap-on.

Holding it firmly between her teeth, she guided you off her lap and towards her bedroom floor so she could get closer to you. You both laid against the headboard panting slightly, Ellie leaning over you and putting the inserting inside your pussy. She lubed it up, slowly pushing in until only half of it was in, then slowly easing out again before moving it all the way in. She repeated this several times before sliding the rest of it in. You gripped the sheets beneath you, moaning softly. Ellie placed a finger across your lips. She positioned herself

to where it was easy to quicken her pace. She began thrusting faster, harder, faster, as soon as she found a good rhythm. “Oh fuck yes” she groaned loudly, gripping the headboard beside you so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when she reached orgasm, you began coming undone with the force of it all. She took your nippler in her mouth to suck it while continuing to move against you. You whimpered at the sudden change in stimulation, grasping for something to hold onto. Ellie grabbed you by the hips once again and brought you back to the edge of your climax, quickly bringing you back into her and rocking your hips with the speed of a piston.

You came again in waves, moaning louder than you had been doing before, your eyes rolling back into your head as you rode out a final wave and collapsed in her waiting arms after she pulled out. Ellie held you closely, letting your head rest on her chest, holding you like a baby. You both lay like that for a while, taking each other's warmth and comfort, neither wanting to move for fear that you would break whatever magic bubble this moment was built around.

Eventually, Ellie pulled away slightly so that she could look at you, smiling as she brushed some loose strands of hair behind your ear. “Do you feel better after those two rounds?” she asked softly. You nodded in response. Ellie grinned and leaned in to press a quick, chaste kiss to your lips before sitting up completely.

“Babe, about we go for a late night drive?” Ellie asked, standing up from the bed. You gave her a smile and nodded in agreement. She smiled and offered her hand down to help you stand. She led you out of the room and downstairs and to her car. She opened the passenger door and climbed into the driver’s seat without a word. You did the same, getting in the middle of the front seat with your feet propped up on the dashboard.

Ellie put one of her hands on the steering wheel as she glanced sideways at you, before she placed her free hand on your thigh. She rubbed it gently, feeling you tense up under her touch for a split second before relaxing again. She sighed in content and relaxed as well. This was nice; just two lovers enjoying each others presence in their car, in the dark on a late night drive.

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[homosociallyyours]

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CW: intense dream description that involves abuse/csa, not real but ugh my dream brain didn't know it

[spenciebabie]

Could u do a fic that is kind of similar to the one u just wrote but the reader and Spence have to share a bed, and in her sleep the reader starts grinding on Spencer Bc she shaving a wet dream. Spence wakes up super hard and he wakes her gently Bc she needs to stop or he’ll cum. This time it’s sub Spence and u ride the shit out of him.

Hell yeah I can!

This is the other blurb (that’s a hand job with non-sub!spence)

And here’s some vibes

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He thought that maybe he was dreaming for a minute. When he woke up she was curled around him, her arms holding him close, both of her legs tight around one of his.

They’d shared a bed before while they were away but nothing like this had ever happened. Only ever in Spencer’s dreams.

But this time felt so real, too real. And when she started to move against his leg, grinding down against his thigh as she moaned into his shirt he realized that it wasn’t his dream, it was hers.

For a second he didn’t want to wake her. In part because he wanted to keep watching. He wanted to know what she looked like, what she sounded like when she came, when she was close. But it felt wrong. And on top of that he had a problem of his own.

The way she moved, the little whimpers she made. They were all so much that he was hard already, achingly so. He needed to wake her up soon or she’d be waking up to mess of both of theirs between her legs.

There was no doubt in his mind that she wasn’t dreaming about him. Why would she be? So to save the both of them the torment he decided to wake her up. Nudging her gently, trying to pry her off of him just a bit until she woke up with a jolt.

Looking up at him with shocked eyes and pulling away from him enough that he felt horrible. Of course she hated this, she’d been having some great dream about some handsome guy and she’d woken up next to Spencer.

“I’m sorry— I— you were having—”

“No I know” her breathing is harsh, and she can feel the damp patch between her legs. And she remembers the dream well enough to know that it was Spencer that was making her feel that way.

“I’m sorry, this is so—” she’s about to break into a long winded apology when she realizes that it’s not just her. As Spencer turns away from her to lay on his back it’s painfully obvious just how hard he is. The outline of his cock so plainly visible under the thin sheet.

He moves to place his hands over it when he sees where her eyes land, but there’s no point. They’re both just in a stalemate now.

“It’s not— I wasn’t— I’ll go, it just you were—” Spencer’s gasping, his chest and his neck entirely flushed pink and it was steadily creeping up to his face as he continued to ramble. So she stopped him.

“I was just having a sex dream about you Spencer” she says it, looking straight into his eyes, and that cuts him off right away.

“Y-you were?” He looks even more flustered than before by the confession. So she nods.

“We were in a bed, a bit like this one actually. But I was on top of you, riding you. I think I was actually about to cum before you woke me up?”

He’s speechless now, even if he had words to say he’s not sure they’d make it out of his mouth.

“Is that something that you’ve ever thought about Spencer?” He wants to shout ‘yes’ of course he has. So many times he’s woken up to wet briefs after having a vivid dream exactly like that.

“Is this real? Is this really happening?” He breathes out, so shaky and nervous that she just wants to kiss his pink little cheeks. So fuck it, she does.

Leaning in close and placing a small kiss on each before landing on his soft flushed lips. His eyes close as their mouths connect and this certainly felt more real than it ever had before.

“Yeah” he gasps out when her lips pull off his own, “I’ve thought about that so many times”

With that she sits up and throws one of her legs over his lap so she’s straddling him. His cock still painfully hard, and so so close to where he wanted it to be.

She leans down again and captures his lips in another kiss, rougher and hungrier this time filled with want. And he’s a goner. As if he wasn’t already.

“I’ve thought about it too, over and over, how you’d feel inside me” she pulls back to look him in the eyes, “Do you want to find out what it feels like to fill me up Spence?”

He can’t even speak so he’s just nodding.

She works fast from there readjusting herself so that she could take off her pajamas, and her panties, she wasn’t wearing a bra so she was naked in front of him in no time as he took off his own clothes.

And then she was perched in his lap, completely bare and completely perfect, somehow even better than he had ever imagined.

She lifts herself up to hold his cock in her hand, positioning it right at her entrance. Before she does anything else she gives him one more look, “are you sure you want this baby?” She asks and he’s still in disbelief really but he manages to answer.

“More than I’ve wanted anything”

And that was good enough. She sinks down on him, taking him in inch by inch, tantalizingly slow. She was doing it on purpose of course, the way he squirmed under her, the way his lips fell open with tiny little moans from just the feeling of her around him, not even moving. He was so fucking cute.

When she finally had him the whole way inside of her she stopped for a second to lean down and give him a kiss, letting him moan into her mouth as she could feel his cock twitch inside of her. He was so desperate, so needy.

So she took a little pity on him and finally started to move, working her hips up and down slowly at first, grinding just a little as his head fell back against the headboard. Already overwhelmed.

“Spence, you can touch me you know” she moans out herself “I want you to”

And he’s nodding, his hands that had been resting at his sides coming up to grab her waist, digging in as she continued to ride him. He let them wander for a while, tentatively gripping one of her breasts until she gasped in pleasure above him and he realized he’d done something right.

So he gripped them again, harsher this time before sitting up a little so that he could bring his mouth to them. Trailing little kisses along the soft skin before wrapping his lips around the nipple and sucking gently. Everything he did still had a shyness about it, like he was worried she wouldn’t like it, like she’d tell him to stop.

But she could only do the opposite, “Fuck Spencer that feels fucking amazing” she moans out as he moves to the other nipple to repeat the action, and he has to keep himself from smiling at the praise, “Your cock feels so good too, shit”

He can tell she’s close, just like she was earlier when she was dreaming. But this time he gets to look without feeling embarrassed, without feeling like he’s about to wake up from some perfect dream. This was his perfect reality now. The thought alone makes him twitch inside of her but makes his heart swell all at once.

“I’m—I’m close” he gulps, falling back against the headboard again, his hands resting back on her waist while he just gazes up her adoringly.

“Me too, cum with me Spence, I wanna hear the pretty little noises you make when you cum inside me baby” her movements are growing more erratic by the second as her thighs start to grow tired and her body starts to give in.

And then they’re both cumming, and the little whines he lets out are so delicious, so needy and sweet. Exactly how she’d pictured in her own dream.

When she collapses on his chest she knows it won’t be the last time she hears those noises, not by a long shot.

[captainunderkrupp]

ppl were talking abt branch being good with kids on this one discord i’m in and i remembered this unfinished fic that i had!!

(for some reason, they are out on a camping trip or smth. i wrote this before twt came out and just kind of went w what info i had from like the first two trailers lol)

Branch groaned. And kept groaning. It was neverending, like he was just lungs, sighing forever.

"What?" Poppy asked, finally getting tired of waiting for him to finish.

He cut himself off. "The ground's too wet. I can't start a fire."

"Oh, that's not too bad!" Poppy grinned. "We don't need the light, we'll be sleeping!"

Branch glared at her. "We need the heat! We'll freeze to death!"

"Oh..." Poppy felt suddenly lucky that she was totally pink; it was hard to see blush when you were monochrome.

"That's ok!" Satin and Chenille chorused.

"Yeah!" Biggie agreed.

Branch squinted, trying to figure out what they could be talking about. "Oh no," he muttered, not quite sure yet, but he was sure he wouldn't like it.

"We can cu~udle!" Guy Diamond sang, holding Tiny close. Tiny, of course, didn't give him a proper hug back, but enjoyed the contact.

Branch groaned, and went back to try and light the wet wood. When he had fallen into the creek earlier, even his backup wood, in case it did rain like this, had gotten wet.

He was stuck.

"Fine!" he shouted, throwing his flint down at the ground. He hesitated, and then picked it back up. "We'll cuddle. Can't be worse than..." he shuddered. "Hug time."

Everyone cheered, and started moving in.

"Not yet!" he shrieked, and everyone paused. "Just... give me a minute. Jeez."

He started pulling out... weapons. Or, not just weapons, but a lot of stuff. No one looking was really sure where they were coming from, but there were blades from his pockets, roots from his vest, strange contraptions from his hair. It took a moment, but he finally seemed to have removed a lot from his person.

"No wonder hug time is uncomfortable for him," Cooper muttered. Unfortunately, he had no volume control, so Branch heard him anyway.

Branch rolled his eyes, and then rolled out a tarp. "Here. So we're not just sleeping on wet ground."

Everyone complimented him on his forethought, getting comfortable on the tarp. Satin and Chenille were wrapped around Smidge, Cooper settled down on the outside of the pile, and Biggie was underneath Poppy and Guy Diamond, who made sure Tiny wasn't squished by the cuddling but was also cozy.

Branch glanced around, looking for a place he could tuck himself in at the edge. "So, uh... where should I...?"

Poppy looked up, and grinned. She looked conspiratorially at Smidge and Biggie.

"Oh no. That look, I know that, look, what are you-- AAH!" he screamed as Smidge launched her hair at him, lifting him easily and dumping him between Poppy and Guy. Biggie immediately threw an arm over all three of them, and Poppy intertwined her hair with Branch's.

Branch blushed. He tried to struggle, tried to get out, but there were too many people, and this was... really... cozy... actually...

He was asleep before Poppy could tease him about being comfortable.

"Whoa, he went out like a light!" Biggie whispered.

"Aw, he's snoring!" Satin cooed, and Chenille groaned at the idea of sleeping with someone who snores. Luckily it was soft.

"Wow, this is the fastest I've ever seen him go to sleep," Poppy noted.

"You've seen him sleep before?" Cooper asked, lifting his head up and laying it over Guy so he could see better. Guy carefully made sure Tiny wasn't pinned.

"Well, yeah, we've had sleepovers. Sometimes he had to stay at mine and Dad's place before he was old enough to build that bunker of his. And he, uh..." she blushed, grinning. "Invited me over a few nights ago."

A chorus of "aww!"s erupted.

Branch jolted, adjusted, and went right back to sleep. He never even opened his eyes.

Everyone let out a breath they didn't realize they'd been holding.

"Ok," Poppy whispered, "Let's just settle down, and we'll all have a nice night."

Everyone fell asleep pretty soon after that. Except for one troll, who smiled down at Branch's resting face, before settling down herself.

~

Branch jolted awake, barely holding back a scream. He gasped, attempting to stave off a panic attack... and not doing so well.

In the low light, he barely registered it was early morning. Mostly, he noticed that he was tangled up with almost everyone else. Quickly, trying to breathe without hyperventilating, he disentangled himself as best he could from the cuddle pile.

Eventually, Branch had managed to extract himself, without even disturbing anyone. He was pretty proud of that.

But for right now, he needed to breathe.

He took a quick gasp in, 1234, held it, 1234, let it out, 12345678, in, 1234, hold, 1234, out, 123 4 5 6 7 8, in, 1 2 3 4, hold, 1 2 3 4, out, 1 2 3 4 5... 6... 7... 8...

Eventually his breathing finally slowed, and he could close his eyes without seeing the vivid colors of his nightmare behind the lids. He fell onto a nearby rock with a shuddering breath. Should I go back to bed? No, I slept through the night, and it's early in the morning already... He sighed again.

"Branch?"

He nearly screamed again, jumping and flailing. He fell into a practiced pose, ears twitching for a threat.

His eyes fell on Tiny Diamond, blinking innocently from barely more than a few arm lengths away.

Branch paled. "Tiny!" He struggled to relax, not wanting to scare Guy's baby.

Tiny rubbed his eye under his glasses. "You woke me up," he complained.

Branch had to wince. He had tried to be careful... but he supposed kids were easier to disturb. "Sorry, Tiny. I didn't mean to." He shuffled, not sure what to do with himself.

Small, curious eyes stared at him, and Tiny's head tilted. "What woke you up?"

"Just a nightmare."

"What's a nightmare?"

Branch blinked, surprised. Oh, right. As much as younger trolls could learn just from listening from their eggs, there were definitely gaps in their education, depending on what they were exposed to.

He supposed no one in the Snack Pack enjoyed talking about nightmares, so why would Tiny know?

"It's... a very bad dream."

"Oh, yeah, ok," Tiny nodded, seemingly understanding. Branch paused, waiting for Tiny to ask more.

But the trolling didn't seem to have anymore questions about that. "Do you know when my Daddy's going to wake up?"

Branch glanced back over at the pile with Tiny. Guy seemed to be sleep singing, and Branch wondered if someone was going to join in-- yep. Poppy was starting to hum.

"Uh... not sure, actually." He looked up at the sky. The moon waved back, and he could see the sun slowly, slowly coming up. It was a slow dawn, then. "The sun won't be up for a while, and that's when they usually wake up."

Tiny sighed, in that overly honest yet unweary way only little kids can. "Okaaay," he drew out the word, and then started beatboxing under his breath. Branch could hear him muttering ideas, switching around rhymes and verses.

It was catchy, he had to admit. He started humming along, a bit.

Tiny looked delighted. He scrambled to sit on the rock Branch was occupying, and Branch tried to scoot to give the kid the flatter side of it.

They sat there a while, trading rhythms and verses quietly. He could hear some more sleep singing from a distance, just slightly out of sync with their own music.

Eventually, the sun had traded out with the moon in the sky. It was definitely daytime, even if it was a little early.

Branch had an idea. A terrible idea. He grinned. The perfect revenge.

"Hey, Tiny," he whispered, leaning in toward the trolling. The kid perked up, staring wide-eyed at Branch, attentive. "You want to help me wake up the Snack Pack?"

Tiny grinned; of course he did, the Snack Pack included his Daddy! He jumped up, all excited. "Yeah! What'cha wanna do? Cuz I know you've got an idea!"

Branch chuckled at Tiny's enthusiasm. "Yeah. Here..." he whispered into Tiny's ear, and Tiny grinned.

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The whole Snack Pack was all very deeply asleep. A good cuddle pile will do that to your average troll. Especially on a cold night, surprisingly. Guy was just beginning to twitch, frowning in his sleep as he subconsciously searched for his son, who didn't seem to be...

He jolted up at the sudden noise of a beat being dropped, an expert beatboxing suddenly bursting into the clearing they'd decided to camp out in.

Directly after that, a loud crescendo of "OoooOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH..." went through the air and woke everyone else up.

"Tiny D, break it down!"

Suddenly, Tiny burst into all their lines of sight, rapping his heart out. He sung about the sunrise and missing his dad and how he was glad they were awake, and beatboxing accompanied him all the while.

By the end, everyone had calmed, and most were even clapping. Guy settled for jumping up and picking up his son in delight.

"That was amazing!" he squealed, letting the last word be sung, autotuned. Tiny laughed and leaned back into his dad's face, nearly headbutting him.

"Wait, who gave him that awesome beat?" Cooper wondered sleepily, still rubbing muck out of his eyes.

Tiny pointed, and slowly, everyone turned toward a rock in the clearing that no one had really noticed before. Branch smirked and waved at all of them.

Jaws dropped. "Whoa!" Poppy shrieked, and everyone clamored. "When did you learn to beatbox?!"

Branch flinched, trying not to get trampled this early in the morning, thank you. "Hey, back off," he snapped.

He quickly devolved, though. His lips twitched, and then it was all over. He was laughing, hard and long. Tiny had started laughing long before, and their voices echoed through the clearing.

"Ha ha ha... you... you... your faces!! Ha ha..." he finally petered out, just letting out small giggles. Tiny was still going.

Everyone was staring at Branch. Poppy somehow looked more pink than usual.

(A/N: I have an hc that Tiny is a little bit touch averse. Not much, he loves contact, but he doesn't like hugs or anything else constrictive. And he mostly hangs out with his dad rather than other people. possibly bc glitter trolls have more sensitive skin? i would be too if my skin/entire body could flake off that easily.)

[southsuns]

AALIYAH N HARVEY FOR TH ASKS$!!!!!!!

MAV!!!! HI ILY

AALIYAH

Headcanon A:  realistic

Aaliyah has nightmares almost every night so Nick stays up (since he doesn’t need to sleep) and stays by her to wake her up/comfort her when it gets too rough.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Aaliyah’s done chems exactly once, when she was trying to open locked computer and couldn’t figure out the passcode while travelling with Hancock, who promtly gave her 2 whole packs of mentats which he ate All At Once. She had a 2 hour high and then passed out for 13 hours straight and has never done chems again

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

She almost killed Nick, once. When she was in his head replaying Kellog’s memories, there’s a part where she had to relive Nate getting shot. She broke down, screamed, cried, punched everything trying to change it. The breakdown was so taxxing on Nick’s system it almost fried his brain and he still gets tics from the damage it did. She’ll never forgive herself for it.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

Aaliyah has seen like two photos of pre-ghoul Hancock (shown to her by Nick who had fixed up a camera and taken photos with Hancock “for the memories”) and when shown immediately fainted like Kitty Bennet interacting with the militia. The first thing she said when she woke up was “god fuck damn Harvey, your husbands so fuck damn sexy..... boys”

Harvey never actually married Hancock. Aaliyah’s just convinced they did bc of her alarmingly vivid dream she had during that and no one’s bothered to correct her

HARVEY

Headcanon A:  realistic

Harvey’s travelled all over the Wasteland (or New America as i’ve started calling it for ease of understanding) because Jessie’s caravan travels so much! he’s travelled the entire east coast (except for florida which is inhabitable and filled with irradiated alligators that get up to 20+ feet long) and into some of the mountains (his favorite are the appalaichas which are filled with SO MUCH weird shit)

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Harvey has a stash of Buffout but only because he’s to weak to open jars by himself and he doesn’t want to ask for help.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Harvey killed Sheila alone and almost died doing it. He still has no feeling in his left hand from the wrist down and limited mobility from her snapping his wrist in close combat. He only made it out because Hancock shot her for him. Harvey can’t remember most of it because of trauma - the only thing he can recall is Sheila’s face, her voice, though not well, and her last words, “Live long, brother, and sleep in peace.”

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

Harvey rides his pet deathclaw (baby) around everywhere he can. Technically deathclaws are legal in Diamond City so he likes to go in with Hancock while riding Baby because who’s gonna say anything to the guy riding a deathclaw? Not them!

[amandragora]

I had a really neat dream?? under the cut

So it was about dragons, which I was one. 

I had a very young sibling in it--like. I was clearly An Adult but the sibling was a toddler. 

And it seemed like, for dragons, they can look like human toddlers but in order to become adults they have to return to the nest. (The wouldn’t age naturally up)

The entire dream was me trying to get my baby brother back to the nest w/some helpful humans who might not have fully believed what was going on until the very end? 

Also there was something supernatural that was chasing us-- a dude who was getting humans to help him because he was after sum dragons. He was like... a tall and broad and bald white dude and it was pretty frightening! 

Like even as an adult, it was hard for me to get around quickly b/c a flightless child haha. 

But one sequence that I remember vividly was being chased through like...a huge garage? Even though I had told the mechanic lady to please keep it a secret we were passing through it was pretty clear the dude had enlisted/persuaded her for information. 

We had made it up the roof of the building (I couldn’t seem to fly, but I could hop p well) and almost got seen (that was scary)

we did get away though, pretty much doing a dead sprint across a desert like area? I ended up carrying the little sibling even though he objected because he ‘could still run’ (but like, being a four year old....yeah)

We did make it to the nest though, which was like...in someones backyard? Like it seemed almost ‘meteor crash’-like (the hatch site haha)

I love my dreams mostly bc how vivid they are so I looked over the eggs--there were four of them. One was a hatched and I knew it was mine, and there were two eggs that were still unhatched. (One that was like, a solid orange and the other that was blacks and browns and kind of rock looking?) and then another hatched one and I laid my sibling down in it-- my sibling that now looked p much like a freshly hatched dragon again. (Think kind of like a naked just hatched bird sorta?)

I remember being like, super panicky because putting a baby dragon into the place it hatched was like... the reason why I was legging it so much even though I was being chased is bc once the baby dragon got back there, they disappeared to a sort of....different plane? To choose what they wanted to be/look like/etc as adults. So I’m looking at the hatchling like PLEASE GOD JUST DISAPPEAR ALREADY I CAN HANDLE BEING IN TROUBLE BUT I DONT WANT MY SIBLINGS TO BE...

He did disappear though, which was like /big sigh and also ‘I wonder what he’ll choose to look like as an adult’

Now, when I basically jumped over the fence there was this friendly looking lady in a suit who during the time I was waiting for my baby brother to fuck off to another plane, was nervously whispering into a mic that was attached to her/ contacting someone.

I basically stood up in the hole and was like; “Are you from the government?” and she nodded and then I asked what organization and she responded (i won’t say what she said bc it’s kinda silly) and then I asked if they could please protect my two unhatched siblings. And she just still kind of dazed-ly nodded.

and then I woke up!! there was no real conclusion w/the dude mostly bc the entire focus of the dream was to get my little brother back to the nest. (and then find a way to protect the ones that were still there. I remember touching them and they were both warm ;u; the eggs I mean haha)

[mlight93]

Wow I still can't fully express how and what I'm feeling.

I didn't believe or want to believe that Naya was missing. Then when a whole day went by and then two....I made up any crazy idea I could think of. Someone took her. She's stuck in the surrounding trees or something. Anything other than the possibility that she may have drowned and left us. I didn't even want to think of that. I prayed for some miracle that she may be still alive.

And then the news came out that her body was found and even then I didn't want to believe. It wasn't until I read why she drowned - saving her son - that I started crying. Thinking how brave she was and how scared she probably was but she most definitely put on a brave face for her son. How she made sure he was safe first and foremost. And how scared her son must have been alone on that boat until someone found him. Then I couldn't stop thinking about her. And I went back and watched all of my favorite brittana moments that shaped me so much and allowed me to learn so much about myself. Appreciating Naya's performance and how much she fought for us even though the show tried time and time again to belittle us and use us for their punchlines.

I cried myself to sleep thinking about her and her tragic death that came too soon. And I even had a dream that somehow she was saved. Then a nightmare so vivid of her drowning, I woke myself up from the shock. I hate that dream the most.

The next day I thought maybe I grieved enough. Maybe it wasn't affecting me anymore and then I watched some more brittana videos and just sobbed. I still can't believe that someone who was such an integral part in my growing up process is not here anymore.

Then again I thought, ok, I let it out, ill probably be ok soon. And then I see snippets of her here and there and I start crying again. I cried after seeing the pictures of the glee cast by the lake, after seeing hemo sitting alone. And every time, i keep thinking im done. And every time something new pops up and I start crying all of again. I really didn't think I would be this affected.

And then Heather's post. Fuck. It made me cry like a baby before I even got halfway through.

I'm just so heartbroken. And I have to pretend to be fine. And it feels like...like how it did when I watched them and no one knew I like girls. I had to hide my joy and my devastation at every up and down that brittana went through. And now I have to hide my sorrow and grief bc no one understands. No one understands what it means to be part of a fandom. How much it affects you and how you'll always carry a part of it around with you.

I stopped having anything to do with glee for a very long time but every once in a while, seeing naya and heather together still brought such joy.

Rest peacefully sweet Naya. I hope you know how important you were to so many people and how you've touched and saved so many lives. Your legacy will never be forgotten. You are loved and missed by so many.

[distress]

i have had a lot of crazy vivid and . detailed dreams lately and i know no one cares but i wanna record them bc i forget them so quickly but . i already forgot a really detailed one from a few nights ago. excuse my typing im on a new keyboard and dont feel like correcting all my typos

two nights ago i dreamt i was in oregon but going to visit florida bc in my dream i was going because i was in online grad school, and i figured i should go to florida to attend th e grad ceremony, which was may 5th in my dream, my actual college graduation date. so i went for two weeks . apparently i had a home there and it was pink with blue window frames and i lived with three roommates, three scrawny girls who dont actually exist and own 3-4 dogs. for some reason i took my cat to florida. martin came with me and got me adjusted, and we rode in the car with my ex michael and at some point they got out to do something and i saw them talking to each other. they came back in the car, martin in the front seat and my ex in the back. i asked “what were yall talking about” and michael said “he said if i try to sleep with you he’ll kill me” . i was like oh,, thats not like him but i get it i guess. 

my house was close to the grad ceremony, almost a block away, it was similar to the layout of my elementary school. at some point i texted my friend charlotte that hey, im in florida. i realise its suddent but id like if we could hang at least once. and she said why are you here? and i said just because, no trauma like last time lmao can you hang? im here til may 5 and she said well im busy 3-6th and i was like ok but what about the days preceding and she wouldn’t give me a clear answer

eventually i was at my grad ceremony and then an after party and charlotte was there, but so were a lot of people. we were sitting in a circle. looking back, it was a lot like the first “party” i went to before i was even friends with her and her friends etc . in a dorm we all sat in a circle. but we walked home together and on the way home i told her hey, you wouldnt tell me if you were free to hang any other day. eventually i told her she was being a huge bitch and bad friend. she gto really defensive. i went back to my house. i realized i brought my cat and hadnt let him out for forever, he probably shit all over. so i rushed home and michael was around and my roommates let their dogs out when i let my cat out and it was a disaster. 

at some dumb point my ex told me his real name was austin which was weird ( and not real lol) but i adjusted to calling him that really quickly. eventually we were in a bath tub together and i was really aware that i was cheating on martin. i dream a lot of cheating on him recently, honestly. its. expected i guess but weird. because until a month or so ago i constantly dreamt he was cheating on me. 

we sat in the bath and some guy came in and was like, hey. and i was like uh? im naked? and he said can i stay and i said yes. and he got in the tub too.

i left

back to my pink and blue house and suddenly was overwhelmed with this feeling that i , althought i was “visiting” had to move, and suddenly i had so many things at th e house. there was this. ferris wheel of items. dishes. and i would turn it. it was in the wall and if i turned it too fast all the dishes would break. and i started freaking out over how much i had to move. so much to move. 

---

my next dream started with me and my parents trying to go to silver falls. we drove and drove but we got to a certain point and it was flooded as all hell

-- typing that reminded me of my dream before, that was the ssecond time in three days i dreamt of a flood

--

i dreamt . the past three nights ive dreamt of cheating on my boyfriend

i dreamt i was at the mall with my hs best friend , and her mom who hated me for no fucking reason. in salem. with our dogs. the mall was closed. i fought them on what we would do a lot to get my dog home, daisy, who died in 2014, a big black german shepherd. something happened with my brother driving my dog home. somehow i ended up sleeping in my car across the street from the salem downtown mall, and i slept through a huge storm that caused catastrophic flooding. i woke up and got out of the car and walked around for a tad, and a flash flood rushed through and i hid behind a wall clinging onto it while giant floods rushed by.  i ended up in a tree until my brother came by with some people. a guy, who doesnt exist other than in my dream, who i like, and some other asshole who... we got seperated, and the asshole kept insukting me and telling me i was the worst . while we crawled through some ceiling trying to getto a safer place, getting separated from my brother and the guy i loved . eventually, the guy was so mean to me too. he tried to hit on me and manipulate me later aftter being mean and i said why would i treat you well when youve been so bad to me.

--

back to the other flood with my parents. we were trying to go hike. but a flood. i got out and there was a baby moose nearby. i freaked out-- the parent is close and she will fuck us up. i screamed at my parents to get in the car and i could see the mother moose running toward us while i tried to slam all the doors shut. 

then it shifted to another dream. i dont remember the context but i know it was uncharted -esque being shot at. i was with a girl named atria who i had a crush on in college and i kissed her. and i kissed someone else. i remember kissing so many people and knowing i was cheating on my bf every time,and . thats basically it

and its weird, because typing these dreams out ive recalled a good handful of other dreams in their weirdly vague details. i cant even explain them because i basically just remember extremely detailed images-- driving up an extremely steeep hill to get to a spring with a weird dam, driving through tons of fields in the hills seeing huge houses, a giant fun factory esque playground, driving down pine street but somehow feeling i was in salem still, ....,, screams. dreams fuck me up so much. i love having vivid dreams but its so strange to remember scenarios from dreams from years ago that are so wildly fantastical and have nothing to do with that imagery. 

[ahoefordisco]

Here is my dream last night

Tl;dr: i give birth at work and then some lions escape and i lose my son and rami and joe find him and name him brian may

Hello. I just woke up so here is my dream bc it was weird af. So i was working in Disney’s Hollywood Studios and I was VERY pregnant. So about 20 min into my shift I go into labor which is a big spook. So on my way to the back so I can, ya know give birth, these guests ask me how to get to the nurse. So i’m not really going too hard so I tell them ya know in between test track and mexico (which is where it is in epcot but we were in hollywood so idk why i said that))) so then i go have this baby and stuff but the baby if literally the size of the palm of my hand. Which is normal in this dream land bc no one was alarmed. So anyways i have this baby now and i go back to work but i open the door to get to park entry and it leads to the seal exhibit in animal kingdom (which doesnt even exist)) so i have to walk so carefully with my literal child and ask the lady that works there why i opened the door and it wasnt hollywood it was the seals. So she was like “idk man im off” and she hopped in the water and swam away and LEFT THE GATE OPEN and somehow a FUCKING LION got out and then a GIRAFFE and GORILLA all released into disney world and so i sprinted the other way towards this giant hill and i just slide down this hill until i realize i LEFT MY BABY BY THE SEALS so I had to run up the hill but he WASNT THERE so i gave up honestly. I was sad yeah but i didnt really want a baby and the lion and shit probably caused a lot of damage and it was safer for me to keep trying to escape. So i went back down the hilland then down ANOTHER hill and almost got hit by 5 different tractors or trucks and i was like p h e w back in the yeehaw (im from the yeehaw)) so i started to walk and i run into RAMI AND JOE and they are in survival clothes like they have been lost for years and this is the first human contact theyve had. So they take me over to their campsite and they have this nice lil set up with some tents and shit and a campfire and a pot over it to cook stuff and so we all sit down and start talking abt our life and stuff and im like yeah i just had a hecking baby and it got lost during all the chaos with the lion and then rami interrupted me so i said ‘oh sorry i wasnt done yet�� and RAMI OUR KING said ‘SORRY I DONT WANT TO HEAR U TALK ABOUT YOURSELF FOR TWENTY FUCKING MINUTES’ what a snap back rami really telling me so im all oh okay sorry and he continues talking abt how he FOUND A LITERAL BABY turns OUT rami malek and joe mazzello found my baby while they were lost in the woods and had been taking care of him and it turns out i had been on the run from the lions and stuff for 6 WEEKS!!!!! Anyways when Rami gave me my son back i was so glad to have him back even though i was considering putting him up for adoption (i decided it wasnt right at that moment)) and i said ��wow thank u im so glad to have him back” with lil tears in my eyes and joe said “lil sad to see him go, we loved having lil bri around” RAMI AND JOE LITERALLY NAMED MY SON AFTER BRIAN MAY and thats not what his name was before but i just went along with it bc thats so precious and it really shows the struggle that happened that last few weeks.

If u read all that thank u very much i just didnt want to forget it bc its the most vivid dream ive had in a very long time~~~

[nightshits]

Day 5

118 hours

Blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah

More than halfway there. Only looking toward hour 171 since that’s when my next therapy session is. Once I get there I’m gonna get blazed (or we’ll see but for now that’s what’s got me going). Slept at 5am (wurrrthittt) and woke up at 915. Shallow breathing in the way your body’s tired but your mind is wired blah blah. Sweaty hands and feet blah. Sooore, my shoulders up to my neck. Can’t eat anything but dinners blah. Lost 7 pounds in less than a week (not blah, concerning). Good thing I have too much shit to finish today (hahah!) to stay in bed and mope and blah about how sobriety is actually a different fucking game entirely. My vision’s more HD daily. It’s a lot to take but I’m an extreme kid. I haven’t had dreams though. I remember the last time I quit (for a couple months) for my life insurance test I had the craziest, most vivid dreams (not exactly unenjoyable), like I wasn’t sleeping. That lasted for weeks. I haven’t gotten that yet, but my Sleep Cycle app shows I’ve been basically awake about 3-4 times through the night these past four nights, so maybe that’s why. Blah blah blah, speculation is so BORING.

(But I’m starting to realize that I really can’t be smoking if I want to (insert any goals/activities/hobbies/writing/learning). Not that People can’t in general, just me. Just because I’ve been using it to medicate myself, dull and distance myself from myself, have the most addictive personality I know. Always chasing, seeking a new addiction or distraction, in drugs substances people.)

Tbr I’m just trying to make it to hour 171, because that’s when my next therapy appointment is. Then I’m going to chimney the fuck up (maybe, but this is what keeps me going). Just one week. One week! God, these past days were so long and so far gone. I even forgot about my car in the shop. I should call them BLAH BLAH BLAH BOOOORING. I have too much shallow energy and even when I burn my body sore by running or whatever, my mind won’t stop racing. Sobriety’s another level but I’m realizing more that I like who I am sober. Negative chill, fucking eXXXtra, but also inappropriately nice to people. Make conversations with strangers or service people (well I been like that but it’s not even a thought anymore, coming off eager). So fuckin eager. So eager to engage and include others. Much less uncertain in social interactions, much less concern for bullshit I don’t have time for. Emotional - cried last night when my gf said my nose looks like Pac’s (and fuck post-poet, in my heart of hearts I wanna be a RAP STAR) (I’m getting that gold hoop). Anxieties but not like when I’m high (frozen paralyzed invisible cage of isolation and doom); more like amp amp amp amp GO GO GO AHHHH!!!@;82&/);92&:

It’s a good time, before Korea next week, before Europe next month. It’s supposed to be my best year this year, while Jupiter’s in Libra. I mean… I guess… I did get into grad school! And reconnect with my friends. And I have a great brother. Little to do with this year, but he’s great, one of the greatest things in my life. Our relationship recovered and gained so much ground this year, and I’m so thankful. I don’t think anyone knows how much I love him! And I’m still thankful that I was able to be there for the ways I could be a mother to him, and very compassionate to my child self where I failed or hurt him. I was a kid, he was a baby. Boundaries, boundaries, I know, but I know I’m going to do whatever I can to take care of him until the end. The people I need in this life, I can count on my fingers, and that’s all I need. Who needs more fingers? I’m grateful to even have one person love me but (one, two, three, four) five? Maybe five? And on a good day, so many more. I guess giving up an addiction brings real friends out of the woodwork of my brain, and I can see who sees me as who they know I can be, who love and believe in me. I guess because I’m asking and telling now too.

Anyway, this year’s supposed to be like, the hardest in 12 years for my beloved best friend and gf Scorpios. Maybe, huh? Except my girls’ real year of universal “luck” and support will begin sept 25(?), and I’m so excited for it. I think all the Scorpios I know need a goddamn break, a second to breathe and rest. Just slippin this in here bc they’ve been the best parts of this year.

[mlight93]

Wow I still can't fully express how and what I'm feeling.

I didn't believe or want to believe that Naya was missing. Then when a whole day went by and then two....I made up any crazy idea I could think of. Someone took her. She's stuck in the surrounding trees or something. Anything other than the possibility that she may have drowned and left us. I didn't even want to think of that. I prayed for some miracle that she may be still alive.

And then the news came out that her body was found and even then I didn't want to believe. It wasn't until I read why she drowned - saving her son - that I started crying. Thinking how brave she was and how scared she probably was but she most definitely put on a brave face for her son. How she made sure he was safe first and foremost. And how scared her son must have been alone on that boat until someone found him. Then I couldn't stop thinking about her. And I went back and watched all of my favorite brittana moments that shaped me so much and allowed me to learn so much about myself. Appreciating Naya's performance and how much she fought for us even though the show tried time and time again to belittle us and use us for their punchlines.

I cried myself to sleep thinking about her and her tragic death that came too soon. And I even had a dream that somehow she was saved. Then a nightmare so vivid of her drowning, I woke myself up from the shock. I hate that dream the most.

The next day I thought maybe I grieved enough. Maybe it wasn't affecting me anymore and then I watched some more brittana videos and just sobbed. I still can't believe that someone who was such an integral part in my growing up process is not here anymore.

Then again I thought, ok, I let it out, ill probably be ok soon. And then I see snippets of her here and there and I start crying again. I cried after seeing the pictures of the glee cast by the lake, after seeing hemo sitting alone. And every time, i keep thinking im done. And every time something new pops up and I start crying all of again. I really didn't think I would be this affected.

And then Heather's post. Fuck. It made me cry like a baby before I even got halfway through.

I'm just so heartbroken. And I have to pretend to be fine. And it feels like...like how it did when I watched them and no one knew I like girls. I had to hide my joy and my devastation at every up and down that brittana went through. And now I have to hide my sorrow and grief bc no one understands. No one understands what it means to be part of a fandom. How much it affects you and how you'll always carry a part of it around with you.

I stopped having anything to do with glee for a very long time but every once in a while, seeing naya and heather together still brought such joy.

Rest peacefully sweet Naya. I hope you know how important you were to so many people and how you've touched and saved so many lives. Your legacy will never be forgotten. You are loved and missed by so many.